Judy & Brian Tour Oz

Awake before the alarm. 6:15am. Stumbled out to the bathroom. Had to stand still and take a second look. All I could see was fog. It's OK, I found the ensuite, it was only 2 metres away. We were booked on the ferry from Queenscliff to Sorrento at 8am, which for us means being there at 730. Luckily it was only 5 minutes away from the van park. Take a look at our trip to the ferry: OK, yes this is Queenscliff. Where is that boat? Down here maybe? Oh, ok there it is, down there Well, at least we found the right place. That is the ferry and he's at least 50 metres off course. Better do a hard right, then left... Oh yeah, it's in here isn't it. Out they come, lucky to be back on safe (couldn't say dry, could i?) ground This is the view out toward the busiest shipping lane in Australia, through which we have to pass to get to Sorrento We traversed the pond in the murky gloom, blasting our horn all the way. We saw nothing at all. After...

Ah, what a difference a little spot of sunshine and an indoor heated swimming pool can make! The van park has the said pool, and a spa as well, so we've made good use of both of those. Today we toured down to Point Lonsdale which is the southernmost headland of Port Philip Bay and where the 'Rip' is that threatens every bit of shipping that passes through, then out to Barwon Heads, which apart from being the setting for the TV Series Seachange a hundred years ago, is a very pretty spot indeed. We took some coffee and read the papers at the Cafe On The Heads, wandered about and relaxed. We came back to Queenscliff, intentions of having a look around Fort Queenscliff, only to find that the sign outside which stated amongst other things that there was a tour at one o'clock, really meant that the only time one could visit was at that time and with the tour guide. It seems that the place is still used by Defence for some reason or other and entry is restricted. Oh, wel...

Happy Birthday Paul!!! Not a moments regret in packing our kit up this morning in between rainstorms and heading to higher, perhaps drier, ground. No such luck, the rain and drizzle followed us all in the way into Geelong, through to 70km of 80kph roadwork and into the van park at Queenscliff. Then it stopped, and the sun came out. Ahhhh. That's so much better! We unhitched and went straight into town, firstly to check out the ferry connection for Wednesday, and to find a feed. Suitably sated, we walked around the marina, where for no apparent reason, they have a 40m high 360 degrees viewing tower. Naturally, I just had to go up and take a look and some snaps. We also lucked into seeing the local vintage train being shunted up to its shed for the night. Then we decided to do a quick spin through two other little towns, St Leonards and Point Arlington, which are nice little seaside villages. Actually they are probably suburbs of Geelong now, but they would have been nice cosy ...